by Alden Nowlan
Not every wino is a Holy Man.
Oh, but some of them are.
I love those who’ve learned
to sit comfortably
for long periods with their hams
pressed against their calves,
outdoors,
with a wall for a back-rest,
contentedly saying nothing.
These move about only when
necessary,
on foot, and almost always
in pairs.
I think of them as oblates.
Christ’s blood is in their veins
or they thirst for it.
They have looked into the eyes
of God,
unprotected by smoked glass.
A few random poems:
- Sonnet CXLIII by William Shakespeare
- The Laird Of Waristoun poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Those Born In Obscure Times poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- Song—Behold, my love, how green the groves by Robert Burns
- The Art of Cake Decorating – A Beginners Recommendation For Cake Decorating Books
- Epitaph for Gavin Hamilton, Esq. by Robert Burns
- Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day by William Shakespeare
- Verbal Calisthenics by Sylvia Plath
- Blue Period by Shaunna Harper
- Others, I Am Not the First poem – A. E. Housman
- Bitterness by Philip Levine
- Love by William Shakespeare
- An Essay on Man in Four Epistles: Epistle 1 poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Владимир Высоцкий – Вот и настал этот час опять
- Владимир Маяковский – Небесный чердак
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: I Hae Been At Crookieden:
- Robert Burns: Ye Jacobites By Name:
- Robert Burns: Such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation:
- Robert Burns: Frae The Friends And Land I Love:
- Robert Burns: Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame:
- Robert Burns: Address To The Shade Of Thomson: On Crowning His Bust at Ednam, Roxburghshire, with a Wreath of Bays.
- Robert Burns: Sweet Afton :
- Robert Burns: My Bonie Bell:
- Robert Burns: Thou Fair Eliza:
- Robert Burns: O For Ane An’ Twenty, Tam :
- Robert Burns: My Tocher’s The Jewel:
- Robert Burns: Altho’ He Has Left Me:
- Robert Burns: My Eppie Macnab:
- Robert Burns: Johnie Lad, Cock Up Your Beaver:
- Robert Burns: Damon And Sylvia: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Lovely Polly Stewart:
- Robert Burns: You’re Welcome, Willie Stewart:
- Robert Burns: Epigram At Brownhill Inn:
- Robert Burns: The Gallant Weaver:
- Robert Burns: Verses On The Destruction Of The Woods Near Drumlanrig:
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
